Short Story: What Truly Happen to David

SHORT STORY

David was a 45 year old Scot living in Florence for the past 15 years. He had been there for his summer vacation with his brother and fell in love with the city. He loved it so much that he did not even go back home. His brother died shortly after their trip. David could never fully process and recover from that loss. But if that was not enough, his parents just ignored David and wanted distance from him out of fear to be hurt again. David took it personal and swore to himself that he would never talk to them. A promise that he has held since then. To compensate with the loneliness he plunged into work.

He owned a Café right at the Ponte Vecchio and loved his job. David’s life wasn’t special or exciting, he lived an average life. With his old bicycle he would riders to work every morning, would come home late and go to sleep. He didn’t have anyone except for his beloved lion fish.

David would come home late and then feed his fish. Once he did that he would prepare himself some food or take some from the café. David would eat at his small wooden table with the dull yellow lightbulb above it. The table is next to a miniature window with a view onto the Duomo. Sometimes a cat would pay him a visit for a little snack. Often that was the highlight of the day, next to greeting the florist lady on the way to work. David had a crush on her, ever since he had seen her 10 years ago. He did not dare to speak to her till 4 years ago. Since then he would take the longer way to work, just to say good morning to the florist, who’s name he did not even know.

It was 5 o’clock on a hot september in Florence. The sun was burning on David’s head. David was in his thoughts when suddenly a small boy tapped on his shoulder. The boy s...

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...f in a dark, stinking and hot shed. He was completely exhausted and was helpless. Questions circled David’s mind. He was thinking about his life, his family and everything that surrounded him. The thought of death grew near overcame him, he knew he was ready. He asked himself, if he would relive his current life.

He realized that how lonely his life was and that ignoring that wasn't the answer anymore.

Money did not bring him any happiness. There would be no one who would be sad about his death. David was devastated and heartbroken. He felt more lonely than he had ever felt before. What is the sense of life? Should he die? He had some many thoughts, everything that he thought of made him more depressed.

When the east european man came into the shed, to check up on David, he found him up dead.

David had strangled himself and was now hanging from the ceiling.